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Eyes of the dead

Poetry By: Ghonesis

Tags: Eyes, Boy, Death, Die.

First attempt at horror poetry. (so.. it's probably bad)

Submitted:Jan 10, 2012    Reads: 17    Comments: 2    Likes: 3   

There's a boy,

Sitting in the drowning rain.

Staring blankly,

His eyes full of pain.


People tell me never to look,

In his eyes,

Or he'll say:

Look into my eyes,

And never look away.

Don't ever look away...


Or you'll die today!


In his eyes, he shows,

All the pain,

All the suffering,

I froze.


My head split in two,

Silently splicing sweet red sauce,

All over my deathly looking hands,

His mouth gargling with swamp-coloured moss.


His eyes stare emptily at me,

Bringing his head closer.

Into my ear, he whispers:


It's over.


I throw up my lungs,

In a pit so bottomless,

Choking, I collapse,

And lose consciousness.


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